Friday 2 February 2018

the frogs




You can barely hear them in the background, but the frogs started singing two weeks ago.



One day, when it was just the two of us, Rumi thought that we had to have lunch outside.


 

 
Leeks and asparagus soup. I have a piece of toast like the one above daily, but that time I noticed, that its colors were beautiful.



Two fake and one real.

Shapes.
Bamboo.
An orange light bulb.

A funny shape/thing.


I had a very serious reason to stop posting here. Do I remember what it was? Sort of. Today I just had an impulse to share though. One exception is OK the mind said. Tango, back and forth. Its OK. It doesn't really matter anyway. As long as it doesn't become habitual, and so on.


Good morning!

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